1984 lyrics
by oh gasm!
[Intro]
Oh!
Jonathan!
[Hook: oh gasm!]
Put the- put the- put the- put the bag on the seat
Nevermind, just hit the door
Yo, they talkin all that ish
Like it's 1984
Pull apart a ripper stick
And catch a fella coughin' ticks
Now he finna call in sick
Buried deep under the brick
Now I- now I got a stick to carry lives
I don't choose, I decide
Then I'll watch you run and hide
And I'll let this blicky ride
Keep it down to the side
Feelin' like I copped a scythe
Watch me pull up in this Wraith
And I'mma skirt- and imma sli-
[Verse 1: HOLØBLACK]
Confi- confidence is plenty, as I count my bennies
Are you f*ckin ready? HOLØ very deadly
Put a- put a muthaf*cka in the trunk
Let it bump
Muthaf*ckin' b*tches talk
But they ain't showin up
Try to catch me with that tone
I'll find you when you all alone
Put ya body in the river
Cut it all up into slivers
Give a f*ck about a clown
Give a f*ck about ya town
All I know is that you better be there when it's goin' down
[Verse 2: SCRIPTZ]
Terminated, curated, serrated edge will slice a mess
Term elated, now snipe the president with the Deagle sh*t
Round out, shell in the air, dance on the corpse and then call it a diss
Vote for f*ckin' demon being, he's so beastly, forth will twist'
Bend down, Glock out, cripple-cut, in the sun
Lookin for the fido killas, want to hunt up everyone
Grass is greener on the flip side, now I'm gonna run
Up yo mama landing strip while I wield out a stainless gun
[Hook: oh gasm!]
Put the- put the- put the- put the bag on the seat
Nevermind, just hit the door
Yo, they talkin all that ish
Like it's 1984
Pull apart a ripper stick
And catch a fella coughin' ticks
Now he finna call in sick
Buried deep under the brick
Now I- now I got a stick to carry lives
I don't choose, I decide
Then I'll watch you run and hide
And I'll let this blicky ride
Keep it down to the side
Feelin' like I copped a scythe
Watch me pull up in this Wraith
And I'mma skirt- and imma sli-